My son is a good man. I know what you think about him, because I know what he's done, but you have to understand that it's not his fault. He was something of a misanthrope in his youth and that can be attributed to his father. Please understand that I will take the blame for my part in wrecking his soul, but it's so hard to resist a boy so sweet. He's always loved me most of all and I took advantage of that. Until you feel what I felt in his arms don't judge me too harshly. Don't hate my son for the sins of his mother. I betrayed his trust. I made him into the man he's become. God help me. This is my confession.

I don’t know where he lost his way, but we’ve been made to pay the price. To bear the burden of his … love. A sickening feeling stirs deep inside each time he looks at me because I know what it means. I have to follow the rules; be his good girl. It’s the only way to survive in this house. Being in the dark never scared me, being alone was something I used to cherish until he began to use it against me. Against us. I just want to find the light now. The place where I know his darkness can’t reach. A place where maybe everything will make sense one day, but for now, I have to be strong. I won't fall down again. I can't. Not before I find my peace there. I have to do it soon because I'm not sure how much more I can take. The original, unabriged version of Inferno can be found on my website.

Cinere is not a standalone. It's advised to read Inferno before reading this novella. I've always thought of myself as a damn good father. The first three shouldn't define what you think about me. It's not my fault that they were fuck ups; I did my best with what I was given and I almost got it right. I think I've learned enough from those mistakes to know that I'll do better this time. After all, fate has decided to bestow a beautiful baby girl on me, and she doesn't know what the others went through. I've been doing alright with her so far. She loves me the same way she loves picking wildflowers out in the yard, but she doesn't understand that sometimes, innocent love just isn't enough. Especially not for a man like me. I don't tend to fail much in what I do, and I don't see the last few years as failing. I see it as learning from my missteps and becoming a better man because of it. Times are getting harder on me without someone special to warm my bed at night. I've got another chance to do it right, and this time, I'll be the man that my little girl deserves.

Embers is not a standalone. This is the conclusion to the Inferno series. It is highly advised to read Inferno, Cinere, and Sparks first. I swore to myself that I would never love you. I promised my children that they wouldn’t suffer for my sins. But it’s so hard, Daddy. It’s hard to not love the man that gave me life. It’s hard to not love the man that’s taken care of me the only way he knows how. I know it’s not your fault, and maybe one day, I’ll find out why you became a monster. While we still have time left together, I want you to know that I forgive you for everything you’ve done. I want you to know that I do love you, even if not in the way you would have hoped for. It’s almost over, Daddy. Close your eyes and go to sleep; I’ll be here with you, holding your hand and letting you know that everything will be alright. Because it will be, won’t it? That’s the promise that you made to me—that no matter what happens between us, everything will always turn out okay. I know you don’t care much for anything you can’t control, but sometimes life folds its cards and we have to go when it’s our time. Please stop fighting it, Daddy. It hurts me to see you suffering so much. I’ve done my best to take care of you, but it’s time to go. Hurry along and know that we’ll be behind you shortly because I can’t live in a world that doesn’t have you in it. I love you, Daddy. Always and forever.

The Sins of the Mother.The Decimation of the Daughter.The Depravity of the Father.The Determination of the Child.In this place of darkness, there is no hope, no love, no light-only the will to survive. My name is Luke Greene, but feel free to address me as Pater. Our little family love fest started with my mother, and you can call that crazy bitch Taylee. Don't worry about running into her, though-Mommy Dearest paid her way with me a long time ago. But my kids? I've taught them to love me the way a child should love their father. I've shown them that things are earned under my roof and not easily handed out. Before you judge me too harshly for how my family works, ask yourself this? Are you perfect or do you have sins too?If you've answered the latter, put down your stones, take a seat, and allow me to show you how a family should be fucking run. Welcome to my home.